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"Come here Splendid. Please open your eyes and come to me. " A voice beckoned to him in an eerily dark place devoid of any light. His muddled mind attached to the only thing he could understand, which happened to be the voice. Staring at the place where he somehow knew the voice came from, he moved. But it was so hard. It felt like moving in deep water, your limbs heavy and your movement being restricted by strong current going in the opposite direction but he was nothing if not persistent and therefore moved he did. His mind felt like it was being squeezed and his heart was gasping from oxygen that he felt deprived of. Through the blurriness of his mind, he very much registered the numbness flowing through his body and he squeezed his eyes shut as unbidden tears fell down his paled cheeks.
"It's hard. It's so hard!" He wanted to shout but no sound managed to come forth from his paled lips. His eyes widen as a new wave of fear course through him. He couldn't call for help. His voice wouldn't ring through this darkness and his eyes couldn't find any soul in sight. There was nothing but despair and fear. No shining hope or the braveness he was always applauded for. There was nothing. Nothing.
"Splendid!" Rang the voice from before, this time more desperate, more urgent, more…scared. Hands grasped at his own and his eyes widen. His breath quicken as new found oxygen was happily greeted by his lungs and he felt himself being pulled out of the dark place. Relief filled him and he smiled as his hands clung to the hands of his savior like a lifeline and then there was nothing but white.
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"Gaaahhh!" A blue haired teenage boy of about sixteen years old screamed as he sprang out of the bed and onto the floor as if electrocuted. His head connected to the floor painfully with a loud sounding thud. He groaned as the pain made itself known and his head throbbed like crazy. Sitting up, he ruefully rubbed his aching head and yawned, causing water to appear in his eyes. He stopped and looked at his hands. It felt awfully warm as if he was holding a person's hand all night long. Blinking in confusion he tried to remember what he had done last night to warrant such a thing. He shook his head and just let it be one of those things that couldn't be explained. He could not remembered what he had dreamed about but his chest felt all fluttery and he had a feeling the dream had something to do with his hands being warm but the thought was just too absurd he dismissed it right after he thought about it.
Looking at the clock, he smiled when he saw that he managed to wake up quite early this time. Feeling slightly adventurous (and maybe slightly reckless) he decided to take a longer bath this time so that by the time his twin brother decided to have his shower it would be a cold one. Snickering at the thought, he took his towel and went to do his morning routine. When he finished brushing his teeth, he donned his usual blue jumper on top of a yellow t-shirt and put on his red goggles resting atop his head. He smiled when he deemed himself ready.
Jumping down the stairs, he immediately went to work on breakfast just as he heard his brother's rather colourful vocabularies coming from the shower. Happy that his pranks work, laughter immediately bubbled out of his mouth before it was quickly stifled at the frightening visage of his brother’s angry face. Once the fun was over, he was filled with dread at the thought of his brother's revenge. Gulping, he quickly fried the egg the way his brother's like it, sunny side up with cheese on the side of the plate. Not long after that, his brother trudged downstairs. His scarlet eyes murderous and his red hair a raging fire. He offered the egg and cheese breakfast as an apology and gave him an uneasy smile.
"I'm sorry! Please don't kill me! Here's your egg I make it the way you like it and I even make the cheese bigger!" He begged. His brother's eyes glinted in the way that said ‘i-forgive-you-now-but-I'm-going-to-get-you-later' kind of way but then he sighed and sat down, eating his food slowly. Taking that as a sign that he was forgiven, for now at least, Splendid sat down and gobbled up his breakfast. His brother, Splendont just looked at him disgusted.
After finishing breakfast, they quickly grabbed their bag and shoes and locked the door as they were leaving the house. They were rather early so Splendont and him walked to school rather than running as they - meaning Splendid- usually do, while listening to music with their headphone on which were connected to one MP3. On the way, they were intercepted by the Greenhold twins, Shifty and Lifty. They were identical with the exception being that shifty always wore a fedora on top of his head. They have green short hair end glimmering emerald eyes and a childlike face that was dubbed adorable by the female in his class. Those two always bullied him and they always manage to steal his stuff. Weirdly enough, they were one of his best friends and he really appreciated them when they didn't try to steal from him.
"Yo, if it is isn't little heroes! What are you doing up so early?" The older of the twins Shifty commented while the younger Lifty just snickered as if it was the best joke he ever heard. It probably was, Splendid never could understand those two.
"The question is why are YOU BOTH up this early?" Splendont retorted boredly.
"You know this and that," Shifty started.
"Things and stuff," Lifty continued.
"There's a lot to we need to do!" They ended simultaneously.
They talked for a bit with Splendont looking disinterested all the while. When they left he realised that he had lost his notes. How they managed to steal that he really didn't know and he rather not find out. Finding it too much of a hassle to get it back from them, he just sighed and relented to his fate. Splendont just snickered at him and continued on his way, yanking at his arm so he wouldn't have to stop listening to his music.
When they reached the school, Splendont immediately headed to the student council room, taking the MP3 and both the headphones with him. Splendid grumbled annoyed as he knew that Splendont know he couldn't concentrated without his headphone on. Sighing in annoyance, he just went to his classroom and sleep before the teacher came. Entering it, he immediately spotted the Greenhold twins using his notes to finish their homework and one other person.
His eyes widen as he saw Flippy sitting there seemingly reading a book decked in his usual army attire. He said that it once belong to his father when he was young and it was now his as his father had passed away. His hair a dark green and his eyes a warm forest was focused on the book at hand. Their eyes met when Flippy raised his gaze from the book to him and smiled. He smiled back and gave the army clad boy a warm greeting before going to his seat. However before he could reach it, Flippy stopped his advances by grabbing his arm and Splendid froze. His hand felt familiar and his heart speed up as the hand squeeze his arm before moving down to his hand. And then Flippy surprised him when he grazed his lips on the blue haired boy’s knuckle. He blushed furiously when Flippy raised his eyes to meet him. His eyes looked dangerous then and rather than the familiar green hues, it was golden like those of a cat.
"I'm glad you're safe Splendid." He murmured, his eyes going back and forth between yellow and green. As he said that, Splendid mind decided to remind him of his dreams and this time it showed a concern looking Flippy pulling him out of a dark coloured ocean.
A hoot woke him from his daydream and he turned to see the mischievous twins smirking deviously at him and he immediately yanked his hands off of Flippy’s own. Screaming at himself all the while, he told himself that the fluttering in his belly was not for anything other than embarrassment.